Professor Skant
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Professor Orb
Unknown Item Man
Pompous,Well-read,Condescending
| § | Interactions |
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| 54 | #TheCavesOfHunger The party comes across a brooding figure in tattered black silks and a golden mask who is partially encased within the icy walls. Skant deduces it to be a mummy lord, once an emissary from another Netherese enclave -- Thultanthar, the City of Shade. He had been brought to discuss planar magic with the mages of Ythryn in regards to an artifact referred to as the spindle. He seemed dangerous, so the party decided to move onward. |
| 53 | #TheCavesOfHunger #TheChosen Tekeli-li had changed into a mist and crept into the fissures of the glacial ice, now a deeper blue that the opaque whites near the frozen waterfall. Skant marveled at the ferociousness of the vampire -- surely an ancient being -- and prattled on about their typical weaknesses. Perfumes. The Celestial tongue. And, of course, sunlight. Tetro had caught up to the party by this point. |
| 53 | #TheCavesOfHunger A dark, hissing wraith awaited in a terminating branch of the caves. Behind him were, through frozen walls of ice, were some objects embedded in glacial cysts. Professor Skant took on the mantle of translator, bringing the restless Netherese spirit in communication with the party. "Cursed be those who gaze upon the horror that Drakareth has become. Such promise wasted, lost in this cold sepulcher! Where were you centuries ago when he was in his prime of life? Where were you when the frigid darkness consumed him? You are no good to Drakareth now. Nothing remains of him but frozen bones, ancient treasure, and me." It appeared that this wraith was once a survivor ofYthryn's fall. He attempted to flee the ruins with his treasure and failed. The party snuffed the undead menace and raided his belongings. A mantle of spell resist went to Oona, while Tetro began attuning to a staff of charming. The tortle felt bolder. Bossy, even! |
| 52 | #battle #TheForgottenRealm The party entered the Caves of Hunger and soon came upon a crashed Netherese skycoach. Professor Skant nearly burst out of Vellynne Harpell's coat pocket, his gloaming eyes delighting in the artifact. The party found a locked chest and, right before cracking it, its inhabitants. Four flame skulls cackled madly in the corridors. Ythryn was a doomed place. |
| 52 | #battle #TheForgottenRealm #TheChosen Their journey through the caves unveiled more and more about Ythryn's past as well as the current state of the passage there. They sighted a kobold vampire spawn who hissed and scurried away. They reposed in a crumbling Netherese tower, once a site of magical restoration and now a fog-filled ruin. Crank activated a tourist's welcome sign powered by the arcane eye spell -- which he shoved directly into his orbital socket. Gadget and Fern lamented an iron golem's head, which could only blink in recognition. It had laid here since the fall of Ythryn. And the party found themselves stalked by a mad, gnoll vampire... a beast who called itself Tekeli-li. She was an ancient vampire according to Skant. She turned to mist, hyena, and hybrid form. She cackled madly and gleefully struck when the party was amidst battle against a dozen shadows. It unnervingly dissipated when challenged. It was likely alone for centuries, and it had lost its mind. If the road to Ythryn was through a graveyard, then it was haunted by Tekeli-li. |
| 46 | #Solstice Two pinpricks of light bloomed in the professor orb as Professor Skant came to life. The orb summoned a mage hand to carry himself, pompously and proudly announcing his repertoire of knowledge: vampires, the Netherese, Elvish wine, and the Tarrasaque. He noticed and called out to Vellynne, who appeared almost embarrassed, swiftly snatching Skant from the air and pocketing him. He would be useful within Ythryn as a translator. |